Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Message from the Bones of a Broken Pirate


We are here to remind you of who you are.
You are temporary.
You are broken.
You are parts that fit together less and less comfortably
You are a sputtering, coughing stream of semi-consciousness
See how easily the veneer peels away and exposes your frailty?
See how your posture mimics a sail on a still afternoon?
You are the scent of stale, empty space
Hear your voice deepen and crack like an old wooden hull?
There is no place to hide, but you try to hide
You are afraid
You are dishonest
What would happen if you forced your crooked frame into the light of day?
Dare you take a peek at what is real?
Would you die of shame?
Can you neutralize the mechanisms that imprison you?
You made the locks so strong
And you love them so

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